Meeting Yu Tianheng Again

Bi Zihan looked at Yu Tianheng and chuckled softly. "This is my home. Why can't I be here?"

"My home? Since when did Spirit Hall become your home?" Seeing the smile on Bi Zihan's face, Yu Tianheng could not help recalling that contemptuous look from three years ago at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Rage surged in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong, then at Bi Zihan. He could not help reaching out to tug lightly at Yu Tianheng, whispering, "Tianheng, say less. This isn't the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Hearing this, Yu Tianheng suppressed the anger in his heart. He nodded and said nothing further, though his gaze remained fixed firmly on Bi Zihan.

Bibi Dong swept a glance over Yu Tianheng before turning her eyes to Yu Xiaogang. She said calmly, "Yu Xiaogang, we haven't met in over a decade. Why have you come to see me today?"

"Bibi Dong, I originally came with something I wanted to ask you, but now, there is something I wish to request of you." Yu Xiaogang's gaze discreetly flicked toward Bi Zihan. He had originally only wanted to ask whether Bibi Dong knew of a method for absorbing Soul Rings beyond one's rank.

But after seeing Bi Zihan, he could basically confirm that Bibi Dong knew how to absorb Soul Rings beyond one's rank. It was even possible that Bi Zihan's ability to do so had been developed through Bibi Dong's research.

"If there's something you want, just say it. There's no need to beat around the bush." Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang, a trace of disappointment rising in her heart. In truth, she had long guessed this outcome.

After all, Yu Xiaogang had not come to see her for more than a decade. If he did not have some matter to attend to, how could he possibly have come simply to see her?

Yu Xiaogang glanced at Yu Tianheng beside him and said evenly, "I want to know how you allowed him to absorb a Ten-thousand-year Soul Ring beyond his rank. Both his first and second Soul Rings are Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings. Under normal circumstances, that should be virtually impossible, yet he successfully absorbed Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings."

"Now that Tianheng is cultivating under me, his aptitude is excellent and his talent outstanding. I want to train him into a true powerhouse, so..."

"So you want me to tell you how to absorb Soul Rings beyond one's rank, then train Yu Tianheng into a peerless powerhouse? Heh, but why should I tell you?" Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Tianheng and sneered.

She did not believe Yu Xiaogang was unaware that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the Upper Three Sects that stood openly against Spirit Hall. Never mind whether she knew the method for absorbing Soul Rings beyond one's rank—even if she did, she would never tell Yu Xiaogang.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was not just one person, but an entire clan. Once Yu Tianheng knew, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would know as well. Moreover, the Upper Three Sects were united in common cause. If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan learned of it, there was a great possibility that the entire Upper Three Sects would learn as well.

When that time came, if all the Upper Three Sects emerged to oppose Spirit Hall, it would be far more than a simple nuisance.

"Dong'er, for the sake of what we once shared, help me just this once." Yu Xiaogang gazed at Bibi Dong with gentle eyes, his voice exceptionally soft.

Crack, crack. Crisp sounds rang out in the room. Bi Zihan's expression did not change in the slightest, but a chilling glint flashed through his eyes and vanished in an instant. A faintly sinister aura also began to emanate from his body.

"Zihan, can't you see that we have guests? Withdraw your aura. Don't frighten them." The moment Bibi Dong sensed Bi Zihan's aura, she immediately stopped him from making his next move.

"Mother, I understand." Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Bi Zihan withdrew the aura emanating from his body.

But the killing intent rising in his heart did not fade. Instead, it grew even stronger. The moment Yu Xiaogang played the emotional card and used their past bond as leverage, Yu Xiaogang had already become a dead man in his eyes.

It was only because Bibi Dong was present that he could not make a move. If they had been elsewhere, without Bibi Dong around, he would have long since acted and killed Yu Xiaogang.

Moreover, if Bibi Dong learned that he was the one who had killed Yu Xiaogang, she might resent him for the rest of her life.

That was what Bi Zihan truly feared. Otherwise, with his current strength, as long as Yu Xiaogang stepped out of the Spirit Hall Branch, he could kill him.

Taking everything into consideration, Yu Xiaogang was certain to die—but Bi Zihan would kill him only after Bibi Dong had completely let go of the knot in her heart. That way, even if the matter came to light and Bibi Dong learned that he had done it, it would not be much of a problem.

Bibi Dong looked at the youthful Yu Xiaogang, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Yu Xiaogang, please mind your status. I am now the Pope of Spirit Hall. Address me as Your Holiness."

Yu Xiaogang's expression stiffened at Bibi Dong's words. He had not expected to fail this time. What he found even harder to believe was how Bi Zihan addressed Bibi Dong.

Yu Tianheng stared at Bi Zihan ahead of him in disbelief. He even reached up to dig at his ear, worried that he might have misheard.

The room suddenly fell silent—utterly silent.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes, refusing to look at Yu Xiaogang.

Bi Zihan, meanwhile, quietly watched Yu Xiaogang, his eyes as still as death.

After a long while, Yu Tianheng suddenly bowed to Bibi Dong and said, "Your Holiness, three years ago, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I lost to Bi Zihan once. Now, I wish to spar with him again. Would that be possible?"

"A piece of trash like you thinks you're worthy?" Bi Zihan swept Yu Tianheng with his gaze and gave a disdainful chuckle before Bibi Dong could speak.

Three years had passed, yet Yu Tianheng's Soul Power was not even as high as Bi Zihan's had been three years ago. What did he have to fight Bi Zihan with?

Perhaps Yu Tianheng's Soul Power had advanced so slowly because he needed to study martial soul theory under Yu Xiaogang. But weak was weak—an undeniable fact.

"You!" Hearing Bi Zihan's words, Yu Tianheng's chest heaved violently, and his eyes instantly filled with boundless fury. "Do you dare fight me, or will you just keep arguing with your tongue?"

"Fight you?" Bi Zihan sneered and said coldly, "A simple sparring match is too boring. How about a battle to the death instead? We'll determine not only victory and defeat, but life and death as well! Of course, looking at you, I doubt you'd dare."

Bi Zihan looked at Yu Tianheng, his eyes filled with mockery. He had anger in his heart with nowhere to vent it. With Bibi Dong present, he could not touch Yu Xiaogang for the time being—but Yu Tianheng had delivered himself right to his doorstep.